Translation of the song lyrics Nimpende Nani - Diamond Platnumz

Nimpende Nani (original)

Cha ah!
Nimpende nani?
Nimpende eeeh
Nimpende nani?
Nimpende aaah
Nimpende nani?
Nimpende eeeh
Nimpende nani?
Nimpende aaah
Tai!
We nilikuwaga na mupenzi akanizingua
Hivyo nataka muenzi, wala maradhi naugua
Isije siku miezi, naye akanisumbua
Ikawa tena kitenzi, mzigo kutua
Naogopa sana vichanga wa sasa
Kwenye mapenzi wasije wakanitenda
Nikazama na huku nna mapenzi ya kweli
Wakanicha wakaenda
We si unajua!
Wazuri ni wengi lakini kumpata
Mwenye mapenzi ya ukweli ndio bala
Wengi ni wajanja watoto wa mjini
Wamejawa utapeli, tamaa
Wazuri ni wengi lakini kumpate
Mwenye mapenzi ya ukweli ndio bala
Wengi ni wajanja watoto wa mjini
Nimpende nani?
Cha ah!
Nimpende nani?
Nimpende eeeh
Nimpende nani?
Nimpende aaah
Nimpende nani?
Nimpende eeeh
Nimpende nani?
Nimpende aaah
Yasiwe kama ya Wema Sepetu
Kila siku magazeti
Ajue nidhamu na mila ya kwetu
Mjuzi kupeti-peti
Usimtake ka 'Uwoya nimteme ana hasira
Mpola kama Jokate
Ila sauti ka' Wema akiwa analia
Kicheko kama cha fetty
Naogopa sana vichanga wa sasa
Kwenye mapenzi wasije wakanitenda
Nikazama na huku nna mapenzi ya kweli
Wakanicha wakaenda
We si unajua!
Wazuri ni wengi lakini kumpata
Mwenye mapenzi ya ukweli ndio bala
Wengi ni wajanja watoto wa mjini
Wamejawa utapeli, tamaa
Wazuri ni wengi lakini kumpate
Mwenye mapenzi ya ukweli ndio bala
Wengi ni wajanja watoto wa mjini
Nimpende nani?
Cha ah!
Nimpende nani?
Nimpende eeeh (eh eh eh)
Nimpende nani?
Nimpende aaah (oh nimpende nani?)
Nimpende nani? (mama ma)
Nimpende eeeh (eh eh eh)
Nimpende nani?
Nimpende aaah (mi nimpende nani?)
We nilikuwaga na mupenzi akanizingua
Hivyo nataka muenzi, wala maradhi naugua
We nilikuwaga na mupenzi akanizingua
Hivyo nataka muenzi, wala maradhi naugua

Nimpende Nani (translation)

Ah, chaos whirls!
Whom shall I lift my heart to, whom bestow my flame?
Whom shall I love—ah, soul’s ache in the marrow—
Whom shall I lift my heart to, whom bestow my flame?
Whom shall I love—my spirit cries out, hollow—
Whom shall I lift my heart to, whom bestow my flame?
Whom shall I love—my longing a low, echoing sorrow—
Whom shall I lift my heart to, whom bestow my flame?
Whom shall I love—my voice dissolves in shadow—
Hawk on the wind!
Once, I walked beside a beloved—she vanished like dew at dawn,
So now I yearn for a true companion, unstricken by fever or despair,
Lest a new season arrive, and she too become a thorn in my flesh,
Again the tale repeats—love’s labor descends as a burden at dusk,
I am wary, O, of these fragile blossoms of the present age,
In the garden of love, let them not turn their knives on me,
I plunged beneath the surface, carrying true love like a lantern,
Yet they left me to drift, vanished into the distance,
Dearest, you know this!
Many are fair as orchids, but to find the one—
The heart ablaze with honest love—that is calamity’s child.
Most are clever, city-bred—foxes in silk,
Their hearts are a maze of trickery, hunger gnawing within.
Many are fair as orchids, but to find the one—
The heart ablaze with honest love—that is calamity’s child.
Most are clever, city-bred—foxes in silk,
Whom shall I lift my heart to, whom bestow my flame?
Ah, chaos whirls!
Whom shall I lift my heart to, whom bestow my flame?
Whom shall I love—ah, soul’s ache in the marrow—
Whom shall I lift my heart to, whom bestow my flame?
Whom shall I love—my spirit cries out, hollow—
Whom shall I lift my heart to, whom bestow my flame?
Whom shall I love—my longing a low, echoing sorrow—
Whom shall I lift my heart to, whom bestow my flame?
Whom shall I love—my voice dissolves in shadow—
Let love not be a rumor, fluttering like Wema Sepetu’s tale,
Splashed each dawn across scandal’s endless paper,
Let her know the pulse of our ancient mandates,
A mistress of subtle games, hands nimble as a gambler’s,
Let her not burn—like Uwoya—her anger a wildfire’s tongue,
Let her be gentle—soft as Jokate in the hush of dusk,
Let her voice, when wounded, weep with the hush of Wema’s lament,
Let her laughter be light as a coin spun in sunlight.
I am wary, O, of these fragile blossoms of the present age,
In the garden of love, let them not turn their knives on me,
I plunged beneath the surface, carrying true love like a lantern,
Yet they left me to drift, vanished into the distance,
Dearest, you know this!
Many are fair as orchids, but to find the one—
The heart ablaze with honest love—that is calamity’s child.
Most are clever, city-bred—foxes in silk,
Their hearts are a maze of trickery, hunger gnawing within.
Many are fair as orchids, but to find the one—
The heart ablaze with honest love—that is calamity’s child.
Most are clever, city-bred—foxes in silk,
Whom shall I lift my heart to, whom bestow my flame?
Ah, chaos whirls!
Whom shall I lift my heart to, whom bestow my flame?
Whom shall I love—ah, soul’s ache in the marrow—(echo’s echo)
Whom shall I lift my heart to, whom bestow my flame?
Whom shall I love—my spirit cries out, hollow—(oh, whom shall I love?)
Whom shall I lift my heart to, whom bestow my flame? (mother, O mother)
Whom shall I love—ah, soul’s ache in the marrow—(echo’s echo)
Whom shall I lift my heart to, whom bestow my flame?
Whom shall I love—my spirit cries out, hollow—(tell me, whom shall I love?)
Once, I walked beside a beloved—she vanished like dew at dawn,
So now I yearn for a true companion, unstricken by fever or despair,
Once, I walked beside a beloved—she vanished like dew at dawn,
So now I yearn for a true companion, unstricken by fever or despair